You got to realize this is the wind-upYou're gonna feel much betterOnce you make your mind up

Don't cry, Joe, let her go, let her go, let her go

So you lost your galIt's happened many times beforeSo you sit and mope like a dopeWhat's that good for,Get a hold of yourself, forget herYou lived long before you met herThere're lots of other girls, so I say